Date: Sun, 2 Nov 2008 12:03:57 -0500
From: mike loggerman
Subject: Chubby Boy and Indian co-worker
Tuesday morning I got to work, and did what I had to in the office. I
noticed Hamish, an Indian guy who worked in our office sitting in his
cubicle, looking pretty sad. Hamish moved here a year ago from India.
Getting this job enabled him to live in the US. He always struck me as a
loner. He just wasn't friendly with anyone. I stuck my head in and said
Hi! He smiled for a second and just said HI back. Later during lunch, I
noticed he was sitting in a corner by himself. As I thought about it, I
always see him there by himself. I figured it was because of the strong
curry smell of Indian food, but I was seeing a trend. I went over to where
he was eating and asked if I could join him. He nodded and I sat down next
to him, trying to make small talk. I told him he looked like he lost his
best freind. He said he was OK. I said if there was anything I could do
to help cheer him up, to just ask. He thanked me and said he was fine.
During the afternoon break, I was sitting around having a snack, when Hamish
sat down next to me. I asked how he was doing. He sighed and said he was
OK, but to be honest, he was lonely. In all the time he was here, no one
really talked with him except for work projects. I told him I was pretty
shy, and usually didn't chat with people I dont know, so I knew how he felt.
I asked if he wanted to get together after work, and he got excited and said
he would love that. He said he would invite me to his apartment, but he
lived there alone and it was a mess. I said my place is a mess too, and not
to worry.
After work, we went to his place. He was right, it was a mess. He moved
some laundry off the sofabed, and closed it up so we could sit. He made me
some tea. I asked if he had any friends over here, and he said he hadn't
made any at all. His life consisted of work, and coming home. I asked
about dating, and he said American girls don't seem to like Indians. I
looked at him and said "so you have been dating your right hand?" he
thought about it and laughed out loud, saying yes. I said it's very hard to
be alone and not even have someone touch you. I told him that no one seems
to like chubby guys either, and I get lonely too. I said there are times I
would do anything to have someone touch me. He nodded in agreement. He
said he wished he could find a woman. I said at this point, I wouldn't mind
even a man ( he didn't know I was gay). He looked at me silently. He asked
if I would let a man touch me. I said if he was a nice person I would. He
was looking me up and down. Haltingly he asked me if I had breasts like a
woman. I told him i sort of do. I noticed he adjusted the bulge in his
tight pants. I wanted to make it easy for him, so I asked if he wanted to
see them. He nodded, and I took off my shirt and undershirt. He stared at
them, and said "Oh My!"
I looked at him and said, "wanna feel them?" He got really close to me and
gently felt my breasts with his fingertips. I was hard as a rock as he
traced my nipples and felt the roundness of my tits. I moaned, and he asked
if I was ok with him feeling my chest. I said I really liked it and he
could feel me all he wanted. He felt my chest and stomach, and said how
much he liked feeling me. I said if he wanted to suck my nipples he could.
he leaned in and licked them, then gently sucked them, I moaned loudly as
my cock started to leak precum.
I asked if I could feel his chest and he took off his shirt, revealing his
dark skinned chest. It was hairy,with a long trail of hair disappearing
into his pants. I felt his chest and hairy armpits with my fingertips. He
moaned softly. I told Hamish I thought he had a very sexy body. I sucked
his nipples and licked his armpits. He trembled as I felt him all over. I
felt his hand squeezing my my cock through my pants, and he unzipped me as I
played with his chest. He pulled down my pants and underwear, I let him
feel my cock and legs and ass. Now I was the one trembling. I told him I
loved him feeling me. He reopened the sofa bed and I lied down, letting him
explore me. He stroked my cock and cupped my balls. He got up and took off
his pants and cum stained breifs. He had a wide hairy black bush around a
very dark thick cock. I pulled him towards me and pulled back his foreskin,
revealing a large pink head. I swirled my tongue around his head and
started sucking his cock while I played with his low hanging balls. As i
ran my fingers along his hairy thighs, I felt his cock pulsing in my mouth.
He said he was going to cum, and I sucked him harder as I felt his thick
warm cum unloading in my mouth. I swallowed it, and he lay down beside me.
As I stared into his eyes, I pressed my lips to his, and felt his tongue
invading my mouth. I loved feeling the warmth of his body agianst mine, and
held him tightly.
I asked if he could cum again, and he said he could. I pulled him on top of
me, his cock agianst mine. We kissed passionately as he hairy crotch ground
into me. I asked if he would fuck me. He said he didnt have condoms or
lube. I said it was ok. I sucked his cock hard again, and he was
precumming. he put his cock against my hole and held it there until it got
slippery. He started to gently push and I felt his cock slide into me. He
sucked my tits as he fucked me. I wrapped my legs around him, and felt his
hairy ass as he pumped my hole. He started kissing me hard and
passionately, and I felt his warm seed filling me.
I stayed the night with him, and many times thereafter. We both were
happier for it.